For me, enlightenment is not a human experience.
Beyond being human, enlightenment seems more than possible, likely even, but I don’t always live in the light. It has only been in the dark that I have found light, albeit in slivers but enough for me to see.
In yesterday’s post, I used the phrase “sit silence.” And while that can mean the meditative state and often does, sitting silence very much exists in the non-meditative state, the course of every day life.
To sit silence is to listen, to frame our focus. We discover what brought us to where we are. Often, we sit silence seeking comfort, and what we find is its opposite.
It is similar to holding up a mirror. When we look into our eyes, whatever drama we hold puddles–only to overflow. We feel raw, pure energy: selfless and yet full of the self, a sliver of light.
You have to take whatever light you can hold
into the darkness with you.
After all, no matter how or why we enter the darkness, we do not go to discover what we already know. We go to find our way now.